The last time Lex and his hubby were in town, he looked at me oddly at some point rather late in the evening (probably sometime between midnight and 1:00) and said, looking into my eyes deeply:
"I finally understand how different you are at night. Your total affect is completely different: you're more awake and more alive than I've ever seen you before"
Lex and Bubba have been including me in their regular visits to SoFla for a couple of years now and we probably have at least five visits under our belts: in other words, we're not strangers at all.
Of course, Lex is the PhD, the fabulous husband and genuinely loving, creative father; I'm the odd-ball nutsack who finds any social contact before 3:00 PM to be a form of barbarism. Especially since having moved to Florida in 2003 and most especially in the last four years, I am almost entirely nocturnal. I always get my best creative thinking and sharpest insights somewhere between 2:00 and 6:00 AM.